Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: Chapter 209: Becoming the Next You! [-37 Updates]

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"I should understand what?" Xie Jingwei asked back, depressed and bewildered, as he looked at his suddenly appearing eldest son.

"Get your identity straight."

"Identity? I am the eldest legitimate grandson of the third branch of the Xie family..."

"Dad, your identity now is just being my dad. You have never got your identity straight, so it’s only natural that you were abandoned."

Before, Xiao Yi looked at his dad and would silently smoke the water pipe, just like Grandpa used to, his thoughts and expressions drifting off somewhere, completely lacking Grandpa’s clear and wise demeanour.

"Abandoned? I am the eldest son..."

"Dad, you are the eldest son, but not the only son." Xiao Yi really found it strange, how come the minds of the Xie family, each one of them incredibly smart, when it comes to his dad, seem to become foolish due to the instigation of his mom?

Right, his dad was a true believer in love, heavily brainwashed by his mom’s instigation!

No wonder Grandpa had given up on his expectations long ago... If he had a son like his dad, he would never have a son like that!

His own seed, will not fail like that! [Dear, are you sure that thinking this way is good?]

"I..."

"Dad, anyway, you chose my mom from the beginning, what’s the point of feeling lost now? Clearly, you were the one who gave up the ’duties’ of the eldest son of the third branch of the Xie family first!"

Xiao Yi couldn’t stand it anymore, although he was still young, he had intelligence!

Obviously, if he allowed his biological father—Xie Jingwei—to continue being brainwashed by his mom, he would be the first to suffer the consequences in the future!

"I was the first to give up...?"

Xie Jingwei murmured dejectedly, his brain suddenly flashed back to the days of bitter hardship and famine at home, how he had stealthily ’smuggled’ the hard-won food and quietly brought it to the Yue family...

In the end, the one who was starved was, eight or nine times out of ten, Xiao Wu!

"Right! You were the first to give up. Dad, what you’ve done over the years, you know all too well in your heart, no need for self-deceit. You can lie to yourself, but you can’t lie to those relatives who are with you day in and day out! No matter how much you try to cover up afterwards, justice lies within people’s hearts. Whether it’s Grandpa, Grandma, or uncles and aunts, they all have a scale for you. But did they resent you?"

"I was just..." trying to protect Xiao Fen—so she wouldn’t get beaten, wouldn’t go hungry...

"Dad, they never resented you. The path was chosen by you, but now, do you regret the actions you took without a second thought?"

I don’t! Xie Jingwei wanted to vehemently shout and refute, but he averted his gaze in embarrassment under the clear gaze of his eldest son.

He thought about the rumours that would sometimes reach him in the village, about the laissez-faire attitude of his parents towards him, he thought about the natural estrangement between him and his siblings...

He had to admit, he has always been a failure in the face of family and kinship.

Even to his children, there is only kinship and no admiration.

The value system of the children is actually gradually forming from the moment they are conscious—and in the Xie family, controlled by Xie Tiesheng and Zhou Xiuhua, the grandsons’ mindsets have been corrected, so for Xie Jingwei [the elder uncle], there is actually an instinctive rejection.

To the extent that it extends to Xu Xiaofen, the elder aunt, there’s also a natural estrangement.

The dreams of a kid are wild, powerful, daring what others wouldn’t dare to—even when they’re just fanciful... after all, I am a child, and my world is boundless!

Xie Jingwei fell silent, hanging his head.

"Dad, your actions are just like this wall you’ve built. Once you made your choice, you should follow through without regrets, as there is no such thing as a ’regret medicine’ in this world."

Xie Jingwei clasped his hands tightly, gripping the water pipe, his eyes vacant as he stared at that "wall" his eldest son spoke of.

"Dad, you’re already over thirty years old. If you continue to let Mom manipulate you, I will become the next you."

The greatest impact of words is to let the person know that their offspring will become ’themselves’!

"What?"

Xie Jingwei stiffly lowered his head, looking towards his calm and detached eldest son. The height difference of half a head made him even more stunned and perplexed—his son was clearly only fourteen, but he saw in his eldest the innate coldness and reserve of his younger brother.

This masterful confidence struck directly at his soul, sending an involuntary shiver through him—the next ’me’?

What am I like?

Perhaps Xiao Yi’s words were too threatening; Xie Jingwei instinctively shook his head, muttering softly, "No, I won’t listen to your mother anymore... I, I’ll listen to you!"

"Dad, if you’re going to listen to me, then take down this wall!" For the first time, Xiao Yi, Xie Yuye, looked directly at his father and enunciated:

"I always remember—I am a son of the Xie Family."

"Clang—Bang!"